Bab 227: Responsibility

Two hours went by quickly, but Zolan and Luc had yet to return. Samuel was quietly leaning against a tree trunk while staring gloomily at the gleaming city below them. But despite his silence, his aura was leaking out strongly in waves.

"Your aura is leaking out, leader." Levy muttered as he approached the man. "What's your order?"

Samuel's face finally darkened as his brows furrowed together. Zolan was the most reliable among his men in the group when it comes to planning and everything else except for combat. He never missed the time he agreed upon. And yet, minutes had already passed by, and he is not here yet. The men could not help but worry as they knew full well that Zolan hated missing deadlines, more so for the deadlines he set for himself.

In fact, the men already knew that if Zolan misses the time that he had set, it can only mean one thing. Something had happened that had prevented him from coming back on the agreed time.